[colour=yellow][b]'Shiro it is. A shame there aren't any more of us about... An entire party of lolis would be Godlike.'[/b][/colour] Shishirou was clearly her kind of person; a big dumb grin and the ability to quote obscure anime on the spot were all the qualifications she needed. The others Fuyuko had called out to had thankfully not run away, giving their new party a good combat balance and the numbers required; the high proportion of female avatars always a plus. [colour=yellow][b]'Being small means I don't have to reach down to hit them in the bollocks.'[/b][/colour] Arina's build suggested pure DPS, although Fuyuko had met archers who focused on crowd control or interrupts; in any case she seemed alright, more than she could say for one of the male players, who declined to reply despite joining the party. Probably one of those solo players who thought that VRMMORPGs were all about one man's quest and all that shyte. [colour=yellow][i]Different strokes for different folks,[/i][/colour] she thought dryly.

Any response she may have given the other two was cut off by the raid leaders calling the hall into order. Fuyuko had a brief moment to summon her familiar and only method of dealing any real damage before jogging after the rest of the party, her faithful pet lizard loping along behind. It wasn't long before the boss revealed itself in all its morbid glory. It wasn't the fact that is was made of corpses that repulsed her, nor even the stench; the way it moved was just so... [i]wrong[/i] that Fuyuko found herself uncharacteristically lost for words. Luckily the raid leaders broke her out of reverie with a stream of orders and the diminutive tank struck her hammer and shield together a few times to psyche herself up. Any discomfort she may have felt was dispelled when Arina spoke up, replaced with a flush of bravado. [colour=yellow][b]'Don't die? To Hell with that! [i]Death or glory![/i]'[/b][/colour] She took off at a full sprint, drawing level with the Spriggan just as they made contact. Her first glowing strike bounced ineffectively off the thing's metal frame, but succeed in drawing its attention. Pulling her shield across her small body, Fuyuko braced herself for the counter-attack, a wild grin snaking across her features. Moments like this made ALO's subscription worth ever Yen.